In memory of your adoration.

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Shimmering swirls move swiftly as  Move "as" into the second line. Think it flows better this way.
light plays across the creek,

Water bends round crooked limbs,
of some old fallen tree.
 
The sweet hush of the waterfall
sings lullabies to me.

I hear the whisper of your voice,
the wind that moves the leaves.

Something I didn't notice the first time while reading this was the repetition of the E sound. Added rhythm to the poem. At least to me. Maybe work on bringing out this rhythm even more.
Feeding off what others said I guess you could add a little ambiguity to the poem to help lose the cliche stigma. Or delve deeper into the subject matter and give it a reason to be cliche.